There was a time, when I stood in one place, and time, space, and place... stretched in all directions, and could be walked, or traveled. Returning to here I found, getting on with it, was completely different. After enlightenment, there is the…

You live long enough... you take some real hits. And the only way to get on, is, to, "Pick myself up, walk down the long long road". Lifes real easy when it's all theoretical, but it's never been lived until the theories and philosophies are trashed…

You live long enough... you take some real hits. And the only way to get on, is, to, "Pick myself up, walk down the long long road". Lifes real easy when it's all theoretical, but it's never been lived until the theories and philosophies are trashed…

Well, the truth is I run a little hot. I think maybe all artists do. Creative fire is creative fire. Sorry about the vocals here, this is the scratch track, didn't have time to lay down the real thing before the clock struck twelve and I turned…

The Dance moves in all of us. It's our inner nature, our link to the universe, and greatly submerged and denied. The Dance: The dance commences, pulse fills our senses, To lead us to where we begin…

More Folk.... Wanted to Add More to this... But Never got round to it..

The lyrics were co-written with Mike Novak. I sent him the music, and we worked from there. I've done that a bunch with friends from Canada (Me Man Jack - check them out) and its fun to collaborate..

The title came to me when I saw what impending maelstrom was headed our way on satellite imagry. Lots of space in this tune...

Written with thoughts for Nodar Kumaritashvili who died at the 2010 Olympics. It was a one in a million chance...

A song about my friend's daughter, who knows how to get my attention. She's a real gem.